of the cutter, still with men clinging to it
who had survive the long passage under the whole length of the
galley whic had overrun them. There were straining faces, empurple
faces, faces already relaxing in death. But in a moment it was
past and gone, and Hornblower felt the jerk transmitte through
the line to the jolly boat as the galley leaped for ward.
`I can't hold her!' shouted Jackson.
`Take a turn round the cleat, you fool !'
The galley was towing the jolly boat now, dragging her along at
the end of a twenty-foot line close on her quarter, just clear
of the arc of her rudder. The white water bubbled all around her,
her bows were cocked up with the strain. It was a mad moment,
as though they had harpooned a whale. Some one came running aft
on the Spaniard's poop, knife in hand to cut the line.
`Shoot him, Jackson!' shrieked Hornblower again.
Jackson's pistol cracked, and the Spaniard fell to the deck out
of sight - a good shot. Despite his fighting madness, despite
the turmoil of rushing water and glaring sun, Hornblower tried
to think out his next move. Inclination and common sense alike
told him that the best plan was to close with the enemy despite
the odds.
`Pull up to them, there!' he shouted - everyone in the boat was
shouting and yelling. The men in the bows of the jolly boat faced
forward and took the grapnel line and began to haul in on it,
but the speed of the boat through the water made any progress
difficult, and after a yard or so had been gained the difficulty
became insurmountable, for the grapnel was caught in the poop
rail ten or eleven feet above water, and the angle of pull became
progressively steeper as the jolly boat neared the stern of the
galley. The boat's bow cocked higher out of the water than ever.
`Belay!' said Hornblower, and then, his voice rising again, `Out
pistols, lads !'
A row of four or five swarthy faces had appeared at the

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